Stand Still: Please Stay
“If I want to, would you allow it?”
“Anna!” she exclaimed. “This is my wedding. This is not Joshua’s burial day.”
“I’m sorry,” she said regretfully. “I was imagining his burial.”
“You’re crazy!” Dianne hugged her. “This is the last one, if you don’t like it, we’ll go somewhere else,” Dianne said, making the stylist wide-eyed.
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“Dude,” Lance called. “Do you plan on charging your phone with your glare?” Lance pointed out.
“Fuck off, Lance,” Gabriel said, pissed off.
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